Christmas… presents! I had been fast asleep waiting for Santa. My eyes open at ten in the morning, but of course the rest of my family woke up seven. The sound of rapping paper and shouting in the house made me feel cross. I stomped from the cabin into the house and shouted ‘what are you doing, why are you opening the presents without ME?’ Dead silence. I realise that in my doziness I have walked into my neighbours house. My Aussie neighbours stare at me and say ‘oh my diggery-doo’. My own family are looking at me through the window, laughing.